Tuesday, 12 September 2017

Humble Day

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stealthily slowly
walks the day
breaking silence
showing humble way
out in the lawn
crickets rasp
in cool crack of dawn
leaves rustle in rhythm
lilies sway and hum
lovers weaving sonnet
soaked in perfect radiance
nature hints poet
strumming the notes
in its own cadence


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5 comments:

  1. Sanaa Rizvi12 September 2017 at 10:11

    Oh!❤️ I love the idea of nature hinting to a Poet strumming the notes in its own cadence. This is beautiful, Anusha!❤️

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  2. Sherry Blue Sky12 September 2017 at 13:06

    This is so peaceful to read and inagine.

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  3. De Jackson12 September 2017 at 14:16

    I love the gentle, swaying rhyme of this.

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  4. tonispencer12 September 2017 at 14:28

    Swaying as I read this! Lovely poem.

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  5. Old Egg12 September 2017 at 20:22

    It is so goods being a poet and envisaging the seasons any time of the year!

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